Alice Cooper - Teenage Frankenstein

I'm the kid on the block With my head made of rock And I ain't got nobody. I'm the state of the art Got a brain a la carte I make the babies cry. I ain't one of the crowd, I ain't one of the guys, They just avoid me, They run and they hide. Are my colours too bright? Are my eyes set too wide? I spend my whole life burning, turning! I'm a teenage Frankenstein! The local freak with the twisted mind. I'm a teenage Frankenstein! These ain't my hands And these legs ain't mine. Got a synthetic face, Got some scars and a brace, My hands are rough and bloody. I walk into the night, Women faint at the sight - I ain't no cutie-pie. I can't walk in the day - I must walk in the night. Stay in the shadows, Stay out of the light. Are my shoulders too wide? Is my head screwed on tight? I spend my whole life burning, turning! I'm a teenage Frankenstein! The local freak with the twisted mind. I'm a teenage Frankenstein! These ain't my arms And these legs ain't mine. I ain't one of the crowd, I ain't one of the guys, They just avoid me, They run and they hide. Are my colours too bright? Are my eyes set too wide? I spend my whole life burning, turning! I'm a teenage Frankenstein! The local freak with the twisted mind. I'm a teenage Frankenstein! These ain't my hands And these legs ain't mine. I'm a teenage Frankenstein! The local freak with the twisted mind. I'm a teenage Frankenstein! These ain't my arms And these legs ain't mine.